Chapter Nine - For the Love of Dancing
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āYuuuu-uuri, I know we said we want to take it slow and get to know one another but if you keep grinding against me like this⦠in this outfit, it isnāt going to end well for you,ā Viktor whined in Yuuriās ear as he continued to push his arse back into Viktorās crotch, chuckling and pressing just that bit harder.
This boy will be the death of me.
āFairly sure it would end perfectly for me,ā Yuuri mumbled, flushing a little when Viktorās hand on his exposed hip gripped tighter.
āYuuuuri, fuck. Please say you are staying tonight?ā Viktorās breath was hot on his neck and it was making Yuuriās head spin as his hips stuttered in their circular pattern against Viktor.
āI donāt know Viktorā¦ā Yuuriās voice was small, hesitant even though his body restarted its pressing rhythm.
āI know, please stay, Yuuri. Even if it just means I can to hold you all night.ā Viktorās arms snaked around Yuuriās waist and hugged him tightly, burying his face into Yuuriās neck and placing a light kiss on his exposed collar bone.













